A Beautiful Woman, Yet a Thief

From childhood to adulthood, let alone killing people, Su Fan had never even killed a chicken.

The first time he saw blood, he cut two people into several pieces, which really disgusted him.

But disgusting or not, if he had to do it again, Su Fan still wouldn't hesitate.

They came to kill him, so was he supposed to reason with them?

He entered the house, took out a rope, tied up the unconscious person, and stuffed a rag into his mouth.

After tying up the captive, Su Fan began to search the bodies.

Twenty-odd Spirit Stones, several hundred Magic Coins, over a dozen Talismans, and three Magic Daggers.

Like him, the three of them were poor.

Any Bandit Cultivator with a bit of ambition wouldn't have targeted him.

Taking out two bags, he endured the nausea and stuffed the mangled corpses and severed limbs in the courtyard into them, then pushed the door open and walked out.

A while later, he returned to the courtyard and woke up the captive.

It was a middle-aged man with an ordinary face.

He looked at Su Fan in terror, as if he had seen a ghost.

The three of them were all Qi Refining Third Layer.

Dealing with a Qi Refining Second Layer junior cultivator should have been a piece of cake.

But in one encounter, they were dealt with. Was there any justice?

He pleaded incessantly, "Fellow Daoist... spare my life... spare... ah..."

Su Fan reached out, grabbed the Bandit Cultivator by the neck, and yanked him up from the ground.

Body Cultivators had strong physiques and were much stronger than ordinary cultivators.

With just a bit of effort, he could easily snap the other person's neck.

Once a Body Cultivator got close, everyone else was like a little brother.

Su Fan stared at him expressionlessly for a moment before speaking.

"Answer what I ask. Dare to lie to me, and I'll chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs..."

This Bandit Cultivator wasn't brave. As soon as Su Fan threatened him, he spilled everything.

Their group wasn't a professional bandit crew. They usually teamed up to hunt Demonic Beasts in the mountains and only occasionally came out to do dirty work.

The Bandit Cultivator leader was a Qi Refining Fourth Layer cultivator, extremely cunning and exceptionally cautious.

They never aimed too high when hunting, only targeting low-level junior cultivators, and had never failed.

The information about their prey mostly came from a female cultivator at a shop in the Market Town.

This female cultivator was the same girl Su Fan met when he sold his storage bag at the shop.

Seeing that Su Fan's cultivation was low, she placed a mark on him in the shop, and others found him using a secret technique.

Su Fan's worldview shattered. Why would such a nice girl do something like this?

He decided he would never trust women again.

This time, they were still very cautious. They waited outside for two days before choosing to make their move today.

But they never expected that Su Fan had been tossing and turning for most of the night and hadn't slept at all.

If they had acted one day earlier, this group would have succeeded.

Su Fan extracted the location of their hideout, where there were four other people.

Including the Bandit Cultivator leader and that girl from the shop; the two of them were Cultivation Partners.

In this situation, of course, he had to cut the grass and eliminate all hidden dangers.

But the other party was at the Mid Qi Refining Stage, which made him hesitate.

After considering for only a few seconds, Su Fan decided to strike by surprise, raid their nest directly, and destroy them at all costs.

If he missed this opportunity, he would only be able to flee for his life from now on.

Tonight, the stars filled the sky, and the shantytown was incredibly quiet.

Su Fan, carrying the Bandit Cultivator, moved swiftly through the narrow alleyways.

"Fellow Daoist, we're here... we're here..."

The Bandit Cultivator was tied up tightly by Su Fan and had almost been shaken to death being carried all the way.

Su Fan pointed at the dark alley and asked, "Is it here...?"

"It's here, Fellow Daoist, can you put me down for a breather..."

With a "thump,"

He threw the other person to the ground, then squatted down and looked at him expressionlessly.

"You only have one chance..."

The other party nodded desperately and said obsequiously, "Fellow Daoist, you must keep your word..."

"What nonsense..."

Su Fan stuffed a rag into the other party's mouth and was about to drag the bandit cultivator into the alley.

Suddenly, a scorching sensation came from his waist.

He stopped and touched it with his hand; the bag holding his talismans felt slightly hot.

Su Fan turned around and looked at the pitch-black alley beside him.

At this moment, a gust of eerie wind blew, making the back of his neck feel cold.

He seemed to hear a whisper by his ear, faint and indistinct, drifting around him.

"Damn it..."

Su Fan's scalp tingled. What was this thing?

He suddenly shivered.

The chilling aura was like a floodgate opening, about to surge into his body along his arm.

Su Fan felt as if his mind was frozen, his thoughts a complete blank.

Just then, his chest suddenly grew warm, and a scorching sensation instantly spread throughout his body.

"Hiss..."

Su Fan, who was on the verge of losing consciousness, only heard a shrill hiss and suddenly woke up.

At this moment, cold sweat was already streaming down his body, his back soaked as if he had just been pulled out of water.

Su Fan shook his head and quickly turned to look around.

However, the feeling from before had vanished, as if it had never happened.

Su Fan let out a breath, his heart filled with uncertainty.

He had definitely encountered something sinister just now. Should he give up now?

After hesitating for a moment, he still decided to charge into the enemy's lair.

He glanced back one last time, then dragged the bandit cultivator into the dark alley.

As they passed a courtyard, the bandit cultivator struggled violently.

Su Fan stopped and pointed at the courtyard.

Seeing the other party nod, Su Fan walked to the courtyard gate and gently placed the bandit cultivator on the ground.

Then he knocked on the door three times with his hand, then once more, and finally twice more.

"Who..."

A voice came from inside. Su Fan held the magic dagger horizontally against the bandit cultivator's neck.

He removed the rag from the other party's mouth and nodded at him.

"Fourth Brother, it's me..."

The person inside heard him and chuckled, "It's taking you so long, what were you doing?"

Hearing the sound of the gate opening, Su Fan tightly covered the bandit cultivator's mouth and ruthlessly slashed the magic dagger across his neck.

The bandit cultivator stared at Su Fan, his eyes filled with unwillingness and resentment.

At this moment, the door was opened.

A burly man emerged, yawning widely.

Su Fan, hidden in the shadows, grabbed the man's neck with his right hand and squeezed hard.

With a "crack," he crushed the man's windpipe.

The burly man's eyes widened in fury. After a few violent struggles, his eyes slowly lost their luster.

Su Fan gently placed him on the ground, took out the "Adamantine Talisman" and "Golden Shield Talisman" from his robes, and applied them to himself.

Spiritual energy flashed on his body, as if he was enveloped in a golden halo.

A golden shield floated in front of him, moving with his every step.

Su Fan drew his magic sword from his back, gripped the hilt tightly with both hands, and strode into the courtyard.

"It must be Fifth Brother and the others returning..."

A person, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, pushed open the door from inside.

He suddenly realized something was wrong and was about to shout when the magic sword pierced his mouth, its tip emerging from the back of his head.

Su Fan kicked the person away and rushed into the house.

A single candle flickered inside, which Su Fan knocked over with his sword, plunging the room into darkness.

"Who..."

Just then, someone emerged from the inner room and applied a talisman to himself, conjuring a green barrier to protect his body.

Su Fan threw two "Flash Talismans" over.

With a "boom."

The "Flash Talismans" exploded inside the room, instantly erupting with two dazzling beams of light.

"Ah..."

The bandit cultivator leader was clearly unprepared for this move, his eyes blinded by the sudden bright light.

But he reacted extremely quickly, patted the storage bag at his waist, formed a hand seal with his right hand, and pointed his left-hand sword forward.

A flying knife magic tool, with a "whoosh," instantly shot towards him.

The magic tool was too fast, and Su Fan didn't have time to dodge.

He gripped his sword with both hands and unleashed a fierce "Rage Slash" towards the flying knife magic tool.

"Bang..."

The magic sword that struck the flying knife shattered with a roar.

The flying knife was also deflected, whistling past him.

[Nine Extremes Consecutive Slashes +1]

Su Fan was sent flying by a tremendous force, the golden barrier on his body vibrating intensely.

He stomped his legs hard on the ground, barely managing to stabilize himself.

He fumbled for a talisman with his right hand and, seizing the opportunity, threw out the "Golden Blade Talisman."

A blinding golden light flashed, instantly forming a massive golden blade of light that slashed towards the bandit cultivator opposite him.

The enormous golden blade of light heavily struck the green barrier.

With a "boom."

The two talismans exploded simultaneously, the light blade and the green barrier on the opponent's body dissipating violently at the same time.

Su Fan seized the moment, pushing off the ground with his right foot and charging towards the bandit cultivator.

He covered the several meters distance in a single step.

With a "bang."

He collided with the bandit cultivator, pushing him forward.

The room door was smashed to pieces, and both of them fell into the inner room.

The bandit cultivator's back slammed heavily against the inner wall, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "puff."

He endured the severe pain, formed a hand seal, and the flying knife transformed into a beam of light, shooting from the outer room.

Su Fan knew it was too late. He gritted his teeth, crouched down, and let the small golden shield block in front of him.

"Bang..."

The small golden shield expanded forcefully. Although it blocked the flying knife, its aura visibly dimmed.

The flying knife circled in the air and shot towards him again, instantly piercing through the golden shield and being blocked outside the light barrier of the Adamantine Talisman.

Su Fan drew the magic dagger from his waist, using his feet as an axis, and spun his body rapidly, swinging his arm horizontally with the dagger.

"Whirlwind Slash..."

The opponent, controlling the flying knife magic tool, had thought he could easily kill this junior cultivator.

Unexpectedly, Su Fan actually used two mid-grade protective talismans.

He patted his storage bag, intending to retrieve a talisman for protection.

Before he could even get the talisman, his throat was slit by the magic dagger, and more than half of his neck was severed.

With a "clatter."

The magic tool flying knife, which had shot towards him again, fell to the ground behind Su Fan.

[Nine Extremes Consecutive Slashes +1]

Su Fan let out a long breath. If he had been even a little slower, he would have been the one to die.

The battle between the two lasted only a few breaths.

Yet, Su Fan felt as if it had lasted a lifetime.

"Wait, there's still someone else in the room..."

Thinking of this, he turned around and scanned the room, discovering someone hiding in a corner.

He walked over, holding the dripping magic dagger, and saw a young woman sobbing quietly, hugging her knees.

Her hair was disheveled, and she used a torn daoist robe to cover her naked body.

She looked up, her clear eyes gazing at him, appearing pitiful, like a lost little animal.

"I... I was captured by them, sob..."

Su Fan chuckled. What acting. A true movie queen.

"Get up, it's alright now..."

The girl cried tears of joy, a hint of cunning flashing in her eyes.

She tightened her daoist robe and stood up, leaning against the wall. As soon as she turned around, a magic dagger sliced across her throat.

Watching the girl fall to the ground, Su Fan felt an emptiness in his heart.

It felt as if he had personally shattered a beautiful scene.

A fair lady, yet a thief.

Su Fan stood there, taking several deep breaths.

Don't let his earlier killing spree fool you; he was forced into it.

Facing the threat of death, all he wanted was to pick up his sword and protect his life.

But he had still killed someone.

When it was all over, his body couldn't stop trembling.

He felt terror, relief, and just a sliver of excitement.

Su Fan walked over to the bandit cultivator and took his storage bag.

He then searched the house and turned to leave the courtyard, disappearing into the dark night.

After a while, a black-clothed figure wearing a cloak emerged from the shadows.

He glanced in the direction Su Fan had left, then walked into the small courtyard.